The Beginning of the End (A HP fan fiction)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING. ALL RIGHTS GO TOWOARDS J.K ROWLING THE AMAZING AUTHOR RESPONSIBLE FOR THE CREATION OF THE CHARACTERS AND STORY.

 Lily Potter sat on the couch holding her son while her husband shot sparks out of his wand. Little Harry Potter laughed at what his father was doing. As the night went on, little Harry began to tire.

"James can you put Harry upstairs while I grab a story to read," Lily's soft voice rung out.

"Of course dear," James replied, planting a kiss on her cheek while gently grabbing Harry off the white couch.

James pulled Harry close to himself ruffled his black hair. Harry's green eyes showed his tiredness. Planting a kiss on the top of Harry's head, James laid Harry down in his crib.

"Goodnight Harry. I love you," James said as he exited the room.

James passed Lily on his way down the stairs, "What story did you choose?"

"Babbity Rabbity," Lily responded with a smile. 

"I'll be up in a minute. I am going to check the protection wards."

Lily gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and hopped up the last few steps towards Harry. Continuing down the steps, James pulled out his wand prepared to do the spell to check on the wards until he heard a knock on the door.

'Must be Sirius. I wondered when he was going to show.' James thought to himself as he walked up to the solid oak door. Opening it he found two masked men in black robes with wands pointed at him. He backed up as far away from the masked figures. Soon he realized they were Voldemort's Death Eaters. 

"LILY! He's here!" James yelled.

He heard frantic noises upstairs and the sound of a baby crying.

A pale man dressed in black robes stepped through the door. Voldemort's red eyes stared at James through the slit's in his eyes. "Ah protecting them I see. Let's see how your filthy mudblood wife reacts to your screams."

Before James had any time to react he fell to the ground in unbearable pain. He felt like thousands of white hot knives were penetrating his skin. He screamed out in pain and he vaugely heard his wife whimper and cry upstairs.

Voldemort laughed at the pain he was causing this man. "Not so tough are you now Potter," he spat, "This is what you get for marrying a mudblood."

"Don't. Call. Her. That," James barely managed to say as he gasped for air in between each word as he tried to suppress the pain.

A murderous glare crossed over Voldemort's face. "I will spare you and your mudblood's life, if you give me the boy."

"Over my dead body will you kill my son," James said now confident as Voldemort had lifted the curse off of him.

"Very well then, any last words Potter," Voldemort said with venom dripping in his words as he spit out his name.

"I LOVE YOU LILY AND HARRY!" James yelled up the stairs as a green light was quickly approaching him.

James braced himself for the impact. The light hit him square in the chest and it felt as though the life left in him was being pushed out into the air. James' lifeless body crashed down on the floor.

Swiftly Voldemort floated overtop of the now lifeless James Potter and silently made his way up the creaky wooden steps. The cries of Lily Potter could be heard which only made Voldemort fell stronger.

"The little mudblood will be begging for mercy," Voldemort said with a murderous glint in his eyes.

Death Eaters blew the door open and Lily screamed.

'My husband is dead. They will not lay a finger on Harry.' Lily though confidently.

"Harry, I love you. Daddy loved you too. You must be strong, Mommy will protect you," Lily whispered so quietly that nobody else heard her.

 "Hand over the boy, and you will be forgiven," Voldemort demanded.

Tears streamed down her face as she stepped in front of Harry's crib in a protective stance. "Never," she snarled.

Without hesitation, Voldemort yelled the killing curse and a green light shot out of his wand once again.

"I love you Harry," she uttered as the curse hit her and she screamed. Crashing down to the floor, Lily Potter's lifeless body lay infront of Harry as if she was still protecting him. 

"Pity they had to die. All I needed was the boy."

It seemed as though Harry was woken up from his dream world when his mother's body fell to the floor lifeless. Crying loudly, Harry starting kicking at the hands trying to grab him.

"Silence!" Voldemort cried and the screaming Harry became silent, "You mere child will not end me. Prepare to join your weak mum and dad. Avada Kedevra," Voldemort screamed at Harry and the curse hit him right between the eyes. 

The lifeless body of the small child fell back in his crib. His once bright green eyes were now dull and no light showed in them anymore.

Inspecting the child's body the Death Eater's proclaimed him dead. "He's dead!" Voldemort yelled and the Death Eater's yelled with him. 

They exited the house sending curses to set it on fire. Appearing out of no where Death Eater's came and bowed down to their master who would now rule the world. Without Harry Potter there was nothing to stop him and the threat was eliminated.